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adventurous hiking trip with wife
Date: 8/18/2016, Categories: Fetish, Author: fatmagicaltongue
... to use on someone else's cock. I stroked it for a minute or two and I could tell that he liked it. I stopped and took the opportunity to feel his balls. It was funny that, like Jenny, I found myself cupping his balls as if I was weighing them. They did feel rather large in my hand. Then, I pulled away, somewhat grudgingly. "So?" Jenny asked with a smile. Trying to imitate her somewhat clinical tone, I said, "Well, I think that his cock is definitely longer than mine and it has a little less curve to it. Although it's close, I think the thickness is about the same. His balls definitely hang down lower and feel larger in my hand. He shaves his balls like I do. So what do you think? "That seems right to me," she replied. "By the way, it makes me think of a question I have. Have most guys been in one of those watch-ya-call-it's - uh-h-h - oh, yeah - circle jerks?" queried Jenny. "Not me!" Marty immediately blurted out. This brought out some old memories that were almost gone from my mind. "Well . . . I have sort of a confession", I sighed. "Not exactly a confession, mind you, but a recollection of something that happened almost 10 years ago. And I've never told anyone. Not one soul has heard this story from me. Until now that is. This fits the moment, I think." I grabbed the bottle and said, "We better pour some more whiskey. Let me see - how do I start." Chapter 4 - Recollection of My College Days I began my story with ...
... a caveat of sorts. "This happened when I was younger," I started. "Please don't make any judgments." Back when I was in college, some buddies and I heard about a party and, of course, invited ourselves. We didn't know the people at the party, but it didn't make any difference. That's pretty normal for college k**s. The party was a great one with lots of girls and lots of alcohol. It goes without saying, we were typical horny, over-drinking, young men. The night before, I had drank a little too much and was trying to keep my drinking down a little to keep from getting sick again. The party was in a big place with many rooms. It was like the ultimate party house. We drifted around unsuccessfully hitting on the girls when we found a pool table with just a few people playing. We gradually worked our way in to play. I was playing well and soon my buddies had moved off to do other things. I stuck with playing pool. Unfortunately, I drink more when I play, so I was getting d***k, despite my plans. Actually, I was playing pretty good that night and won the last dozen or so games. When the party started to thin out a little bit, I thought about trying to catch up with my friends or see if any girls were available. Then, this guy I had not seen yet, came along and asked if he could play. He had a super-hot girl with him. One look at her and I told him he was more than welcome. I don't remember how he talked me into it, but he said he only played for money. I thought he ...